It wasn’t, as if, she’d been, deprived or anything like that, but, she’d started having insecurities about money as she got older. She’d worried about not having enough, when her kids and grandkids visited…
Her insecurities about money, we all knew, it was, DEEPER than the surfaces, that money was only a symbol, for what she’d lost thus far in life. She’d become, demented, more and more severely these days, and as her illness progressed, it’d manifested in areas of her life she’d never considered to matter from before.
this was, what’s currently happening in her life right now…not my photo…
Her insecurities about money, I think, it stemmed from how her husband died younger than she had, and, although he had, left her a set amount of money that will, take care of her for good, she’d still felt, unsettled, every time the issues of money came up…
Her insecurities about money, she’d been complaining ‘bout how poor she’d become, when she’s the one, carrying MORE cash than ALL of us combined, and we’re, at our wits’ ends, on how to convince her that she’s NOT as poor as she thought she was.
Or maybe, her insecurities about money, they’re a metaphor, for what she’s, slowly, losing as she grows older, who knows???
while this, was how she felt…not my cartoon…
None of us can effectively convince her, that she’s going to have MORE than enough, to live off of, and her insecurities about money, became even MORE ostensible since her husband’s death too………
Life, the Obstacle Course 